No longer young??

At what point did I stop being young? I mean, in my mind I am say twenty something, but in the mirror there is the chap who looks like me, but more like me after a few days in the tumble dryer. Its very distressing actually, so no laughing. So the other day, this young lass says I’m rad, which any idiot can work out is short for the word radical. However I didn’t think I was being particularly radical so some other meaning was in mind I’m sure, but was it good or bad, and if it was bad, was it bad like in good or like in wicked, and if wicked which wicked, wicked good or wicked bad?? My daughter tells me to get with the program, which is a relief because I know how to program.

ROI

On my way to the station this morning I saw a young lad selling newspapers. I went to buy one and saw that he was huddling against the cold. I smiled and said to him, “Cold isn’t it?” “It was until you walked by,” said he. I reflected on my simple act of kindness, that cost so little to me and meant so much to another, and how that kindness touched my own heart to the core. I thought about all that I owned, all that I had worked so hard to acquire, all that I had invested, and it dawned on me: kindness yields a better Return On Investment.